Friday Cephalopod: I need a better excuse

It's Friday of the second week of classes. I'm already frazzled and worn out -- I get home at night, slump into a stupor, and fall asleep by 10. This is not good, especially since I don't have this excuse: sex makes squid exhausted.


All I'm doing is teaching, teaching, teaching. Clearly the squid are wiser than I am.

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